Yvette's POV
"It's so sad she had to die," she concluded while I cleared my plate.
"Thanks for the meal," I said.
"The pleasure is mine."
She left my room while I put off the light and got ready for bed. I kept rolling over and over on the bed, my mind restless and instinctively recalling everything that had happened today.
Could Knox have known this much? Probably not, otherwise he wouldn't have been so hurt by her betrayal. Still, I couldn't bring myself to just… get over it.
I kept turning until my body felt heavier and I lost sense of time. I couldn't tell when exactly or how, but the next time I opened my eyes it was already morning.
I sluggishly pulled myself out of bed then dressed for work. Dave dropped me off as he had been doing since the first day. He ment
